Your voice from below made me wish for the romance of a rose-covered trellis. Instead I let you in the back. We ignored the midnight trains, the early birds. Now I watch the morning sun trace your curves, thinking, who needs roses?

23 responses to “Nightsongs

  1. So poetic and lyrical! Beautiful.

  2. Who needs roses indeed! The ‘morning sun trace your curves’ is such a simple description but paints a sensuous picture.

  3. Subtle and sensual. Beautifully realized, Christine. :))

  4. Really a lovely piece. “…the romance of a rose-covered trellis.” Evocative in its simplicity.

  5. “watch the morning sun trace your curves” <–i love that. That speaks volumes in a beautiful way. Lovely!

  6. I loved this piece! And I agree with the sentiment. But, I’ll still swoon at roses!

  7. I really, really liked this.

  8. This is the most romantic post on the grid. Times one-hundred.

  9. : ) I’m sitting here singing ‘the best things in life are free’. Love this scene, Christine!

  10. STUNNING…and so romantic I got to the last line and simply sighed.

  11. Lovely piece, Christine! So sensual and romantic.

  12. Jennifer G. Knoblock

    Wonderful scene-setting, so visual and with Heart.

  13. karenspillingwords

    Beautiful, Christine. The last line is sublime.

  14. Gorgeous, sensual, romantic. Fabulous stuff, Christine! 🙂

  15. Ah, to be young and in love!

  16. Who needs roses, indeed? Although romantic, the suitor might have broken his neck. I especially love the night/day of this: “We ignored the midnight trains, the early birds.”

  17. I loved the description of the curves. Not needing the roses seems both practical and romantic at the same time.

  18. Ah, l’amour…. 🙂

  19. Ah…what a lovely picture!

  20. Who indeed! Quite a sensual take on the prompt. Loved it.

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